You sat in the living room, still thinking about the fact that you'll still be able to see all these people, but they won't ever know it's you.
Sighing, you got up from the couch and walked over to your bedroom.
The cold, empty bedroom let off a depressing vibe. You knew the teenage boy living in this was still around, but he will no longer get to live in it.
"I guess I have to say goodbye to all of this..." you said to yourself.
Or, do you really have to?
You pondered for a moment.
You can take over the life of someone who is already well off enough that they can be the new you.
You could possess them, come back to the funeral and make up some lie about how you were a close friend of Matthew's and you've come for his things.
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